《Pokemon Black & white: The Complete Story》Chapter 12: A strike against team Plasma
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Shiro ran off in the opposite direction, as she ran out the pior, and ran in front of the Pokémon center and stopped for a bit to catch her breath Shiro(Thoughts) Kuro. . .I hope you're okay.
She stood up straight and ran straight towards the exist Gate of Skyarrow Bridge, then she saw an alleyway Shiro: That's where they went, huh?"
She ran towards the entrance of those Sewers, but once she came down the steps -- She saw two people in front of her. One of those individuals happened to be Storm, with the other being a girl with has purple hair, brown eyes, and dark skin. She wore a cream-colored top with a pink collar and cuffs, a pink skirt with a big ribbon, white leggings which are colored yellow at the ends of the legs and pink and white shoes with yellow straps, they both stared at the entrance of the sewers which was at a diagonal right cut in front to the side of them.
Iris: Here it is; if you mention a suspicious place here in Castelia City, the only places that come to mind are narrow street and here! Storm: Thanks, Iris.
Storm ran down the stairs and ran into the Sewers, and Shiro nodded and ran right in after him.
Castelia Sewers
Iris watched as Storm went inside the Sewers -- and Shiro followed after him. Storm turned around towards Shiro and glared her down, she just waved.
Storm: . .What are you doing here?"
Shiro: Hey C'mon, don't be that way! I'm just trynna take down Team Plasma, same as you right? Storm: . .Yea, Same as me."
Shrio: Then let's work together, a small alliance, after this we can go our separate ways. Sound good mister mad mad? Storm: My name is Storm, Storm Hugh.
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Shiro: Oooh. Name's bond; James bond. Storm would look towards Shiro with a disappointed look but Shiro could help but giggle. Shiro: Just kidding! My name is Shiro, Shiro Veritas. A pleasure to meet you Stor- Storm: You and your Pokémon better not be weak. . .
He started to walk on ahead with his hands in his pockets, and Shiro followed right behind him. stood still before following behind him. Shiro(Mumbling): Sheesh...meany pants. They were on an elevated surface, with the lower surface flooded in water. The two walked along one of the bridge's that helped them get from one side to another and walked to the left. They kept going until they spotted two Team Plasma Grunts to their right.
Storm: HEY.
The Grunts jumped and pulled out two Pokéballs from behind them
Grunt 1: Um..can we help you?
Storm: Team Plasma, You Villains!!
Grunt 2: What? Don't calls us Villains! And don't interfere with us, we plan to liberate some more Pokemon.
Storm: Liberate Pokémon? Ha! You're just ordinary Pokémon thieves! And what's more, you use those stolen Pokémon like they're tools!
Grunt 1: Shaddup! Just hand over your Pokémon!
Storm looked at Shiro, and she stared back with a grin, as they both would speak at the same time.
Shiro: I'm ready.
They both threw out two Krokorok's, as their Pokémon slammed down on the battlefield, Storm sent out a Pignite, and Shiro sent out her Servine.
Shiro: Servine, Leaf Tornado!
Storm: Pignite, flame charge!
Servine jumped in the air, and a tornado o leaves spiraled out from one of the Krokorkok's feet, and blowing them into the air, then back on the ground -- and Pignite was cloaked in flames, and it bashed its self into The other Krokorkok, the Krokorkok's were knocked out with one hit, and were sent back in their pokéballs.
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Grunt 1: Damn it, this Pokémon is useless!
Grunt 2: Let's retreat!
They both ran away, Storm was about to go after them, but Shiro placed her hand on his shoulder and shook her head left to right.
Shiro: Let them go. . . Actually, There's a place I wanna go to!
Storm: . . . Where's that?
Castelia City They walked up a staircase, and from there, they arrived in a small area with a patch of grass shaped like a Pokéball, one side was light green and the other side was dark green, with a tree in the center of it.
Storm: . . .? Shiro: This is said to be where Castelia City first started! Storm: . . .That sounds dumb.
Then, something came out from the dark patch of grass. Small with a fur coat under its neck, with tan skin and ears like a rabbit's. It was an Eevee. Shiro threw a Pokéball at it, and Eevee was absorbed into it. One shake . . . two shakes . . . three shakes . . . Captured.
Shiro: Yes! I wanted to add this one to my team!
Storm: An Eevee. . .?
Shiro: Yup! I should stay here and collect some more data for my Pokédex!
Storm sighed, and walked towards the staircase that brought them here
Storm: Eevee is trash..and you can do that. I'm going to look for Team Plasma."
Storm started walking down the stairs, but Shiro jumped on his back and wrapped her arms around his neck with a sinister grin on her face
Storm: . . .
Shiro: You can't escape me, mister! Castelia City
They both arrived back in the huge and majestic Castelia City and Storm started to think hard, as Shiro carried Eevee on her shoulder and poked its nose, Eevee jumped on her head, and they both started to laugh. Storm(Thoughts): We've already searched the whole city for these Grunts...where is somewhere we haven't gone...somewhere obvious yet unnoticed...
Storm: That's it!
Shiro: Hm?
Storm grabbed Shiro's hand and rushed off to the Prior where the gym was, then he rushed towards the gym, then right across the street -- he laid his sights on some Team Plasma grunts, as he turned towards Shiro.
Storm: Heads up, I'm about to unleash my rage. Shiro: Um, okay.
Grunt 1: There's nothing inside of this building, not a single soul!
The Grunt was punched in his face, as Storm picked him off by his shirt and threw him on the ground inside of the building. Storm stomped inside with Shiro right behind him. Then there was a man in the center of the room with Plasma Grunts on both sides of him, he yawned. The man had short white hair and a purple hat along with a long purple coat with the Plasma symbol in the center of it.
Grunt: B-Bronius!
Bronius: I thought it would be entertaining to have a base of operation in front of a Gym, but it turns we were detected much quicker than expected.
Bronius sighed, and he started to walk towards the door.
Bronius: We'll be on our way. Storm: Hell no, you guys aren't going anywhere!
Shiro pulled Storm her, allowing the Grunts, and Bronius a clear way out, Bronius looked at Storm with a grin, and Storm glared back. Storm: What the hell!? I could have taken him down.
Shiro: Relax, our job here is done. We drove them out of the city, now come on. . . . We need to find Kuro. Storm: ...Who the hell is Kuro?
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